User blog comment:Llamao/The Underground/@comment-3474228-20120627211733/@comment-3474228-20120628032328

The general sighs and steps back, turning around to face the stone walls in front of Muddjak. Just as he is about to pull out his sword, one of the guards comes bursting through the doors, carrying a staff of golden color. "Sire, one of the otters confessed t'hiding it!" The general regards Muddjak with a glare. "Get out of my sight." The guard hastily cuts through Muddjak's bindings.